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Continuing REVOLUTIONS
Also known as CODEGEASSR2♥KINKMEME PART II
... Thread II
(ain't that a mouthful?)
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She reached out and gently took hold of his cock, leading him towards the mirror. It had a handle now, and as she turned it he saw that it wasn’t a mirror but a door. She ushered him through the frame and back into his bedroom. The curtains were wide open, filling the room with starlight, and there was no door at all. The bed was neatly made, and lying on the bed was a woman. She was wrapped from toe to neck in pink silk, her feet bound together and her arms pinned to her sides; it was almost impossible to tell where the shear cloth ended and her flowing hair began. A blindfold covered her eyes, her mouth twitched as she slept.
“Looks like someone’s come to join us” Leloucia observed dryly, “move her down to the floor, she won’t wake.”
Suzaku lifted Euphemia gently and placed her at the foot of the bed. She stirred a little in his arms and gave a soft gasp of pleasure. He touched her between the legs and, just as he expected, found the silk soaking wet.
“What’s she dreaming about?” he managed to say.
“About us of course” came the answer, and he knew innately that Leloucia would not lie about this. “You’ll have to work hard to make sure it’s a good dream. Now come here and undress me.”
Suzaku went down on one knee and crawled to where Leloucia sat. He took Leloucia’s foot and carefully unbuckled the boot. Euphemia rolled onto her back and gave another low moan as he kissed Leloucia’s ankle, her heel, and the tips of her toes. The lovers simply ignored her.
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Suzaku nodded and went back to work. Off came her jacket, revealing a lacy red blouse. Off went the blouse, revealing a lacy red bra. The trousers went more easily than they should have, revealing a matching pair of scarlet panties. He worked slowly and deliberately, enjoying the act like a fine wine. He was her toy, her willing plaything, and he was in his element. With her down to the last layer his excitement flared. He knocked her hat away, fairly ripped the bra in half and pulled her panties down with a growl in his throat. She grabbed him by the hair in response and threw him face down across the bed, striking him across the behind again. There was no control this time; she slapped him again and again, faster and faster, until his cheeks throbbed and burned. He ground his cock into the sheets as she spanked him, revealing in the taunts and insults she spat through clenched teeth, riding the blows until he came. She rolled him over to inspect the sticky mess on his stomach, ran a fingertip through it and licked it clean, grinning like a hungry lioness all the while. His cock was still hard and he felt not the slightest bit of exhaustion.
“Someday,” she said at last, “I may allow you to repay me for that, but not tonight. Tonight I lie beneath, but first you must touch me. Touch me as you would worship me.” For a moment Suzaku thought he saw a flash of fire in the depths of her eyes. She turned around on the bed and got up onto her knees, facing away from him. Suddenly she slapped herself, a lightning fast motion that made him flinch and left a livid handprint across her bottom.
“You can start right there,” she hissed.
He laid his hands on her hips reverently, and kissed the mark. There was something wrong with the taste of her skin, something that he couldn’t quite place, or maybe she was hotter than she should have been. Suzaku didn’t care; he threw himself into the kiss like a starving man, licked and sucking and daring to bite her, ever so softly. A grunt from her and he pulled away while she struck herself again, then dived back in to lavish attention on the mark’s twin.
“Under you go” she said, pushing herself up from her calves and spreading her legs apart. He spun, shuffled and found himself starting at her cunt. The smell of her was more than human, thick and stifling and almost perfumed. He knew in that moment what she was, as mad as it seemed, and he didn’t care. She dropped down an inch, leaving him no choice but to lick and kiss and twirl his tongue as each momentary fancy took him. She only held him there for a moment, pulling back and leaving him hurt and wanting more. She lay back and spread her hair across the pillow with teasing slowness, then thrust out her hand, took his proffered wrist and pulled him in.
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“Mine” she hissed, “all mine. Both of you.” He tried to answer, to agree with her, but all that came out was a groan. He came again, a roaring blast of hellfire at the centre of his mind. As his consciousness melted he heard a familiar wail of pleasure behind him and knew that Euphie must be thrashing in ecstasy in her cocoon, the exaggerated curves of her bust straining perhaps to burst free.
He pulled away from Leloucia, and saw that she was covered in angry marks where his harness had rubbed against her. Before he could speak she was on him, pinning him down and taking him inside her again.
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He woke up drenched in sweat and spattered with his own semen. The curtains were half closed, the door was open and Euphie was lying next to him, as hot and wet as he was. Suzaku stared at his wife as if he were seeing her for the first time, then threw his arms around her and kissed her. Leloucia’s eyes still hovered at the back of his mind, and he fancied he saw her smile as well.
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This is very interesting. I feel like every time Suzaku sees Leloucia in his dreams, he gives more and more of himself to her. She's selfish but also vulnerable, and I think Suzaku also sees that.
As for Euphie, I would be interested of seeing more of her in this. The fact that Leloucia has ensnared her as well is...chilling.
Also, good job on the smut! lol :p
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